What is the first thing that comes to mind when you read the word choke? Take your time… allow the word to roll slowly off of the tip of your curious tongue – C.H.O.K.E


Do you paint the comedic picture of an anxious, yet too exhausted to care, waitress awkwardly hunched over and obese, spluttering regular as he desperately attempts to free the smirking chicken bone from his lard enveloped wind pipe, in vain?


Do you imagine the sports team you have cherished and celebrated since you first learnt to cheer, mournfully trudging through bruised, abused blades of grass… After having won every single highly anticipated match leading up to the grand finale – which you, the die hard supporter – wearing none other than a clown wig and a badly painted face – know in your heart of hearts they simply cannot lose – they do of course, end up losing.


Or do you immediately envision being on your knees, both of them burning as you rock back and forth on the unforgiving carpet, while you prepare for the gagging, gasping, gobbing and grinning that comes with the satisfaction of having him shove his sturdy, swelling sex to the back of your throat – your eyes alight with delicious panic.


Sometimes, it simply takes someone of the same, filthy mindset to set your soul on fire – to make you see that your depravity, is in fact, not that depraved after all!



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